Legion Of Corpses

Bodies prone in front of me Life a distant memory Wasteland of humanity Spread as far as my fucking eyes can see Portrait so gray Landscape so cold Dark is the day Dead is the soul Stillness of movement, absence of sound Mothers and fathers litter the grounds Children and babies are scattered around Legion of corpses are laying face down Yesterday these people used to dance, laugh and sing Totally oblivious to what this day would bring Single file they stood in line and each recieved their cup Drank the Kool aid, took a nap and never did wake up Now they're horizontal, and that's how they will stay Timid little sheep lay organized in disaray People of the temple never looked so compromised Glory is a poison in the land of paradise Pick out your grave in the tomb of the saved You chose to play a dangerous game Down you will lay, a prayer you will say Gods on his way, you'll meet him today A fate self inflicted, no final stand The ending is written by your own hand Pick out your grave in the tomb of the saved You chose to play a dangerous game Down you will lay, a prayer you will say Gods on his way, you'll meet him today Bodies prone in front of me Life a distant memory Wasteland of humanity Spread as far as I can see Portrait so gray Landscape so cold Dark is the day Dead is the soul Stillness of movement, absence of sound Legion of corpses are laying face down Stillness of movement, absence of sound Mothers and fathers litter the grounds Children and babies are scattered around Legion of corpses are laying face down The kingdom has crumbled, The prophet is dead Traded his crown, For a hole in the head

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jul 05, 2026